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Quotation by Robert Frost
A little Morgan had one forefoot on the wall,
The other curled at his breast. He dipped his head
And snorted at us. And then he had to bolt.
We heard the miniature thunder where he fled,
Robert Frost (1874–1963), U.S. poet. The Runaway (l. 3–6). . .
The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
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